Fields of Gold

The snow lasted seven days and seven nights, and finally stopped on the eighth day. The clouds of the sky gradually dissipate and the sun sneaks out of the clouds.

White horses lived in stables on the edge of the stables with their own communities. There's food, drink, and help check the body. Don't get too moist! A dozen horses who were already sick had already jumped alive. As soon as the sun cleared, he ran out to cheer, leaving messy footprints in the snow.

The grasslands are buried by heavy snow, this time in previous years, their communities will always run far away, looking for dead grass buried in the snow to barely eat the snow water when thirsty. Slightly ill horses, unable to resist the cold and lack of food die ill. And the little horses who unfortunately came to the world in the cold winter, some froze to death next to their mothers without opening their eyes to see the world.

The white horse walked to a large belly mare, and the little human girl had already examined her body, saying that it was likely that she would be present for a few days. So we have a clean, comfortable and warm maternity room for this mare.

Something's wrong with the mare! Oh my God, you're not going to have a baby!! As soon as I looked up at the mother's uncomfortable expression, I heard it with a slightly painful sound, and the footsteps of the snow marks were stiffened. What should I do?

By the way, that little human girl said she could go to the stable if she needed anything! But once out of the stables, the snow stopped in confusion: where to find her? What direction does she live in? Go find the little black horse, he must know!!

With his four hooves open, White Massard swept fast in the snow, looking at it from afar, like a white-snowy whirlwind, rolling up a layer of snow waves and pouring in one direction.

“Huh? Who let the snow tread out in the snow? If it freezes, Yu will be angry!! Beard, stop the horse and take it back to the stables!” With a small flag from a firearm battalion patrolling around, he saw a white horse flying in the snow, mistakenly thinking it was a snowplow riding over him.

Beard is a tall, strong young man named after a beard. When he had to get close to the white horse, he found that there was no rope and saddle on the horse, which was a bad idea. But it didn't stop him, and he was ready to hold the horse's neck forward, roll over the horse, and control the flying horse.

Snow marks also show that someone wants to “cheat” on it, huh? Didn't that little human girl say it was free to come and go in the stable, and no one would interfere? You hit him in the face now? If you see her, you must question her!

“Step on the snow! Stop, you'll freeze!!” The beard saw the horse going around him, running in a different direction, calling out the horse's name, hoping that he could tame his footsteps.

What the hell? Isn't his name Snow Mark? Is this guy mistaken for a horse? Not all white horses are snowboarding, okay? Snowflakes saw his beard stop again, his hooves pulled up hard, empty, and flew over the guy's head, lightly landing in the snow behind him. The snow brought up by the horseshoes, with beards all over their faces.

By the time the beard reacted, the white horse had gone far. The little flag noticed the horse was extraordinary and, thinking of the boss's instructions, walked over and patted his beard on his shoulder and said: "We were wrong! The horse, if not unexpected, should be a wild horse sheltering from the cold at the stable. The boss told us to ignore them! The decision I just made was reckless. Are you okay? ”

“Nothing! If it's a Mustang, why does it come inside the stable? Are you here to study the environment of the stable and decide whether to live there or not?” The beard shook the snow off his head, smiling and revealing a row of white teeth.

“Ha-ha-ha... very likely! There's no such thing as a stable outside. You don't want to leave when you live longer! How can we teach the boss how not to work?” The flag and the other soldiers laughed and then patrolled again.

A few days ago, we caught a couple of bad gringos, and the guard at the stable went up a few more levels! There's an order on it, it's tight, maybe it'll catch a big fish!

Snow trails took seven turns and eight turns in the stable and finally came to the private room of the Black Tornado. The door was covered, it kicked open gently, and the little guy inside was relaxing for breakfast in the house - a bunch of spiritually soaked hay.

When he heard the movement, the little guy slowly turned around and glanced towards the door. It doesn't matter this look, the black-circle's leisure for breakfast is behind his head, staring warily at the “thief”! You're not here to grab it for breakfast, are you?

The horses have their own unique way of communicating, and the snow marks express their intention. The Black Cyclone is a little reluctant. Why would it help this nasty guy? It's revenge!! But what this guy said was about the future of the stable, and the owner said, "These ponies are the future of the stable!" If you delay the birth of a pony because of your own personal grievances, will the master be angry with it?

Despite reluctance, the Black Cyclone arrived in the courtyard where its owner lived, with its abominable “thief” in the "knowledge of the big picture”. Seeing the familiar courtyard door, the little fellow rushed past with joy and a joyful howl in his mouth - here comes your favorite black cyclone, master! Long time no see, miss me?

Snow marks are not in the mood to appreciate the foolishness of the little guy, the pregnant mare in the stables is waiting for a human girl to save her life! Its impatient pace squeezed the black cyclone in front of it, following its familiar breath, straight into the garden of the weeds.

The snow-dropping people in the courtyard saw the yard's frequent visitor black cyclone and brought a beautiful white horse, all with amazing eyes. Working at the stable for a long time, almost everyone can identify the horse's descent and taste. This white horse is absolutely a thousand miles of pure blood, a battle against the masters' riding!

Yu Xiaowei had just finished washing and was wearing a pink jacket skirt and sitting at the kang table for a delicious breakfast. The two handsome men sitting opposite each other in black and white, each with a handsome look of Chiaki, said very well! Yu Xiaowei feels that the porridge in the morning is quite fragrant.

Suddenly, there was a slight disturbance in the courtyard and a small scream came. Yu Xiaograss looked out strangely, but was blocked by thick curtains. Zhu Junyang dropped the job in his hand and shouted to the outside. “What's going on? ”

Yingchun's voice came from the outside: “Huiyang County King, the yard broke into a white horse and people are about to kick it out! ”

“White horse? No snow marks? It's ready to leave with the horses, so come say goodbye?” Yu Xiaograss pulled the porridge from the bowl into his mouth, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief handed over by Zhu Junyang, and pulled his fur boots and socked the kang.

“Put on your mink coat, it's cold out there!” Zhu Junyang couldn't bear to say the word, seeing that the little girl let Wutong give her the package strictly, so she could safely retract her gaze.

“Tsk!” Su Run wiped his lip horn with a pad, revealing a joyful smile, "I had no idea that Yangxian King, whose cold heart was raging like a lion, had such a thoughtful side. Crazy lions turn into lion cats, they really open the eyes of the clubs! ”

Zhu Junyang smiled faintly and did not feel that there was anything wrong with his method. He countered: “Have you always been alone and disliked the deeply interpersonal director of Su, and have your actions changed a lot? It's like only Grandpa spoiled the girl! ”

General Manager Su's attitude toward the little girl made him uncomfortable. Since Grass knitted him a white sweater, General Manager Su's love for the little girl has no lower limit. Zhu Junyang watched, always thought he was spoiling the little grass as a daughter!

Damn old eunuch, if he can't have a daughter himself, rob a little girl with him! Zhu Junyang belly defamation: absolutely not! Zhu Junyang was eager to pack this guy back to the capital when he thought of adding another perverted “father-in-law” on his way to marry him!!

“The little grass girl, she's so painful. I don't. Who does she love?” Su Nan deliberately revealed the warm and comfortable sweater in it - you angry little bastard!

When I thought of Grass giving him the sweater, the constipated look on King Yangshen's face made Su Lan feel so happy. She also deliberately asked the little girl for a full set of gloves and scarves. He'll be happy if it upsets the son of a bitch!

Didn't Grass say he was my brother? Brother-in-law, it should be hard on your future brother-in-law, right? After all, such a lovely little girl will be taken away by this big wolf, won't anyone be upset? Yu family did not dare to do the difficult son-in-law thing, he helped Su Lan do it!! How can it be so easy to cheat away a daughter who's been raising her for more than a decade?

Two handsome men in the house, you stare at me, I stare at you, and their gaze intersects in the air with a fierce spark. If this rotten grass is here, I don't know what will happen to YY!

Translated by Xiaotong Tianshi, Xiaograss learned from Baima that a mother and horse were about to give birth, and sent Yingchun to ask Wang Veterinarian to go there. Although she has cheaters, she can only help the horse relieve the pain and give birth to the horse, which she can't do.

She climbed onto the horseback of the white horse with her medicine box and went all the way to the house on the edge of the stable. There are not many examples of big winter production in the horse herd. Little grass is a little uncomfortable and I think it would be better to stare at it.

Little Black Cyclone saw the master's eyes didn't give it any attention. All his attention was focused on the “thief”. He was very upset. He had a little temper in the yard and was calmed down by Wutong with two sugar blocks.

No, it can't be taken away by the thief, it has to brush its presence more! Despite the cold, Little Black Cyclone ran all the way to the outskirts of the stable. Finally arrived at the new stables before the old vet.